Lighting Her Fire – The real life experience of a guy trying to coax a faithful, loving, wife into “[consensual]” cuckoldry.…(Chapter One)

**The Christmas Party – 20/12/19**

Sarah wore her anklet to the party. I told her that I love it when she wears it. She doesn’t know what it means. She’s aware of a connotation to swinging but she dismisses it. My heart was racing, back in the summer, when she asked me to buy it for her. I had half an erection taking it to the till. I’d already spent a year trying to slowly coax her into becoming a hotwife. Our sex life had improved, we were more loved up than ever. She was dressing sluttier. But aside from that I’d come to think this was just a game in my head. A game that wasn’t going anywhere. So to me the anklet felt like a really big thing. To her probably meant nothing. When winter came she stopped wearing it.

But it came back out for the Christmas party. Especially for me (she said). I told her that I love it when she wears it. She came to the party wearing it. All my friends were there. We had a great time.

Alternative Currency (part two-The end) [Rough] [boyfriend’s father] [painful] [forced] [degradation]

B looked to the men of the Culper ring, horror on his face and he started to pull at the restraints, he tried to verbally protest but his jaw still ached too much to speak. Mr. Tallmadge walked over to him and leaned down, whispering something in his ear that made him stop resisting and look away from his dad.

Mr. Wilkins climbed over me, and though I didn’t think myself capable of crying anymore at this point, I did. I had never wished anyone dead in my life before, but now, as he lowered his lips to my breast and bit and sucked on me, I wished this coward of a man, this monster that had the audacity to touch me, knowing I was only in this situation because I loved his son and wanted his son safe, something he’d never once in his life even attempted to do for B, I wished him dead, painfully dead.

Father’s Day gift. [wife] [girlfriend] [bareback] [dancing] [true]

Fucking a past Girlfriend.

My wife and I have been married for nineteen years at this point and lived in the same town we grew up. Friends had moved next door to us and one of their inseparable friends was a old girlfriend of mine from jr high school.

She was petite dirty blond and in jr high our dating had consisted of some kissing and a titty grab.

My wife and her hit it off right off the bat and they became close friends and would often go dancing together.

One night she drove the couple blocks to our house and we all headed to the casino for drinks and dancing. Not being much of a dancer I sat and watched/drank their beers. They never ran out since guys would keep sending them drinks even while they were out on the dance floor.

While at the table we talked about how she was rampantly horny, she had told us earlier that she was prescribed a medication and told us how horny it made her and how she found herself masterbating 4 times a day sending both of us a text “blue” each time she finished !

Best Friends Girl: Part One [MF] [Busty] [Straight Sex] [Interracial]

“Shit!” I said quickly getting out of bed. I was late, well technically, I was still early for work, but with all the other things I wanted to do today. I was running a bit late.

Quickly springing out of bed I gathered my morning work out bag then headed for the shower. As usual, it was locked.

“Dammit, Chris!” I yelled at my roommate.

He was always holding up the bathroom for hours on end.

“Sorry, Martin,” I heard from behind the door.

He was a good friend, well he was my best friend.

Chris and I had been friends since before high school, that was well over ten years ago. But he was such a pretty boy. We had come to the big city together many years ago. We decided it was best if we stuck together until one of us was ready to go it alone.

What I didn’t know then, was that he would take up over two hours in the bathroom.

“Nearly finished,” he said as the door opened. “Done.”

His blonde hair spiked up with enough gel to make a male model jealous. He always wore skin-tight clothes, which today was no different.

My Best Friend’s Girlfriend Part 14 [FF] [Hypnosis] [Maid]

**Chapter 14: Amber**

June gently puts her hand on mine to stop the shaking. Without being asked, she gets a small towel and cleans up the coffee I spilled. I’m spilling everything. I trip. I stumble. I crash. I can’t do anything right. Even simple things are falling apart.

I can’t sleep. I haven’t slept in weeks. The house is too damn quiet. You go from three roommates to one, and now the house is too damn quiet. June is quiet too. She’s supportive, but always in silence. She kept telling me either everything was alright or everything was going to be alright, so I ordered her to stop saying it. She kept apologizing, so I ordered her to stop saying sorry. It’s banned. Talking is banned.

If this keeps up, quiet will be banned too. I’ll ban June. I’ll ban everything. I’ll ban myself. I’ll be nothing. Then, I can sleep. I can sleep when people stop looking at me. I can sleep when people forget what I did. I’m so stupid. I’m so selfish. I can’t believe it. I can’t believe what I did. I keep seeing Maria’s face, my best friend’s face, when they took her away. She didn’t cry. She didn’t smile. She glared at me with an iron mask. She was empty and lifeless. She was trying to be strong, as though they couldn’t hurt her if she didn’t care.

I [M] went out for a friday night drink with friends of friends and ended up fucking the girlfriend [F] while the boyfriend sat and watched [M] (Not cheating I was a bull for a cuck)

So a quick bit on me. I’m 6ft reasonably athletic and have been blessed with a pretty great 8 inch cock which I am proud of. I am in my early twenties and this happened relatively recently. Id quite dramatically come out of a long dry spell and this follows on from my luck changing.

So after my previous story (Found a cuck couple on reddit and had ended up fucking the hot wife) I had obviously gained a lot of confidence and had started telling it a lot on drunken nights out. Well turns out words spread fast. On one of my fairly normal club nights out a friend introduced one of his own mates and winked at me knowingly, which I thought was odd but didn’t understand til much later. We ended up getting on quite well, and I woke up the next day to him having dropped me a message asking me if I wanted to come out for drinks with him his girlfriend and a few others next week. I said sure, seemed fun, and didn’t think too much of it until the day.

I’m fantasizing (probably good chances to make it real) about setting up a night of sex involving various kinks: foursome (two being siblings), interracial, daddy thing, (somewhat) Dom/Sub and both hetero and gay sex. [MMMF] [BI]

I’ve already a throw for sex/private topics, made this one because this is on another level of weirdness, I suppose :D You can answer with PMs, if you prefer

Context: my male best friend’s girlfriend practically hooked me up with her brother (she was clearly excited by this), we only had sex once (me total top, him total bottom), I’m almost exclusively into women but he’s very feminine, I was already attracted to him before this. Sex was perfect, it felt so good, no doubts about having made the right choice, going for it

Now, I’m fantasizing (note: a sort of domination fantasy, restricted exclusively to bed) about involving his sister and her bf/my best friend. No swinging, simply having sex near each other.

It would involve various kinks due to differences between me and frien vs brother and sister:

Size: Tall, muscular, masculine and hairy men – short, lean, feminine and smooth guy and girl

Age difference (not much): ~30 – ~20

Interracial: Whites (well, not literally whites… tanned olive skin, mediterranean look) – South East Asians

[Group] A Truth or Dare Memory Gone Good

I’ve been wanting to write down a few memorable stories for some time and I was finally able to complete this one. It’s my first attempt at writing erotica, though I do get some practice on /r/dirtypenpals now and again. This is a true story from almost 20 years ago. I’ve tagged it group, but the sexy parts are all paired off MF partners.

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“Dare,” I replied confidently, taking another risk in the slowly escalating game.

The girls put their heads together, giggling. They were a little drunk from the vodka, but not out of their minds. This was planned; maybe not the reason the game was suggested, but they didn’t take long to come up with their dare. “You two- kiss,” my girlfriend Jill said suggestively pointing at my best buddy who was sitting on the bed, bemused by the whole evening unfolding in front of him, at least up until this moment.

“Umm..” I replied, my face twisting. The girls burst out laughing, Rachel, Jill’s college roommate buried her face in my girlfriend’s shoulder. Matt’s face turned sour. My best buddy through our teens was here on the trip to ride 4th wheel with Rachel and catch up on old times. We’d been through a lot together, but our lips touching wasn’t something that had happened nor was it anything on the weekend’s bucket list.

Sucking GFs Pussy

So my girlfriend is over and it’s about 11 o’clock at night. We’re cuddled up together just talking a little. We start talking more and I end up telling her about how I posted another one of our sex stories of us on reddit. She looked excited and instantly went to grab my phone to read it. She opened up my phone and started reading. As she reads there’s a smile on her face. That smile slowly turns into a focused look on her face on what she was reading. She reads more and that’s when the occasional sexy smirk appears on her face. I start lightly touching her hips as she reads. Eventually that turns into me lightly gliding my hand from her hip to the bottom of her tits and back down to her hips continuing that motion. I start lightly grabbing her tits well she reads at this point. She bites her bottom lip breathing heavier as she’s reading the last little bit of it.

I [NB] fucked a Tinder date [T] in the laundry room while my girlfriend slept upstairs

This story starts about a month or two before my now-ex and I broke up. I’d recently opened up my many-year relationship with an amazing woman. Unfortunately, lesbian bed death took this relationship probably around year two. Don’t get me wrong. Bomb-shell of a woman. Great sex when we actually had it, just not enough to keep me in after-hours, near the end there.

My now-ex and I came to the agreement I could fuck other people outside our relationship. Whoever I wanted, just no “dating” and no sex in our shared home. I started talking to several people. I was particularly intrigued by a sexy trans woman who was also in a committed/open relationship, similar rules. The main issue: we had no place to fuck. We talked all day for about three days before we couldn’t take it anymore.

We met up around 11 pm and made out in a nearby park. I felt her up and bit her neck until it got too cold to be out. Walking home we could both tell we really wanted to fuck. She took me to her car and we began touching each other. I needed more, but we were parked right in the back of my apartment. Too risky. She drove us around looking for something more private. No luck. She dropped me off back at my place and bit her lip. I couldn’t let her leave.